disassembling: (WS - Where do you think you're going)
тнє ωιηтєя ѕσℓ∂ιєя ([personal profile] disassembling) wrote in [personal profile] comesfrompain 2016-07-29 02:56 am (UTC)

[He watched Rumlow avidly, picking up that moment of panic that seemed to pick at memories and made some of the old dream material settle more into place. Except, unlike what he expected happened in his dreams, Rumlow didn't claw, kick and fight him as his hold remained and he lifted his commander to the height of his own reach, letting that tail tighten to an amazing strength.

He hissed in almost pleasure before he leaned forward, his metal arm keeping its hold on the base of Rumlow's tail as he suddenly took them both to the bed with a careful pre-planned precision so that his commander landed across most of the bed, and he could relent on his throat grip but maintain the one on the tail so that the new appendage wouldn't be pinched or buckled as his weight settled on Rumlow. He pinned snaked up and pinned Rumlow to the bed, mouthing along his commander's jaw.]


You really do trust me.

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